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Long ago I heard footsteps
Long ago I heard footsteps
come to the door, and a man
knocking. We’ve had an accident
up on the road, can you help
he pled at the unanswered door,
and kept knocking.
He might have been a thief
but soon enough a woman’s howl
lit up the night, and I put a knife
in my belt. Around dawn
I figured their fortunes
might be worth change.
Source: Poetry (November 2010).
Biography
Miriam Bird Greenberg was born in 1980 and grew up in rural Texas. She studied English and studio arts at the University of Pittsburgh, earned an MFA in Poetry from the Michener Center for Writers, and currently lives in Oakland, CA, where she is a Wallace Stegner fellow at Stanford University.
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SUBJECT Living, Life Choices, Social Commentaries
Poetic Terms Free Verse
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